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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, birds, dance, flight, flock, murmuration, nature, poetry, Starling, summer, UK poet, writing, Yorkshire poet
As I lay upon the grass
and gaze into the sky,
I see a flock of starlings
scoot and flit on by.
Starlings are a noisy bunch,
it’s true they cannot sing;
but they are, oh so graceful,
as they dance upon the wing.
As I lay upon the grass,
they swoop and glide on by.
I see a flock of starlings,
have a disco in the sky.
© Murmuration 03.08.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Starlings forming fascinating formations over Tøndermarsken, south-west Jutland, Denmark. Image from http://www.pdfnet.dk. Material is in Public Domain. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
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